Abyss Solo-Chapter 134 - : 081 Swallowing Black

Chapter 134: 081 Swallowing Black

Reluctantly bidding farewell to the gentle Miss Windsor, Yang Ming felt refreshed, and even his steps were lighter.

As he stepped out of the opulent elevator, two groups of people immediately fixed their eyes on him.

One group was the bodyguards from the Minister of Finance’s residence.

Yang Ming gave them a slight smile.

The other group was led by Karmi, the heavily made-up madam, along with 026 and a few trusted subordinates.

Yang Ming’s brows furrowed immediately.

—Karmi coming over with 026 was definitely full of ulterior motives.

“Mr. Ming!”

Karmi hurried over, almost throwing herself into Yang Ming’s arms.

Her eyes were ringed with black, and she looked extremely haggard, repeatedly saying in a hoarse voice,

“I apologize for the violent incident that happened last night.

“Oh, this happened at a venue I invested in, and it was my biggest work blunder in recent years!

“I really had no idea the gang would suddenly attack you! Who knows what kind of foolish reckless task they took on! I mean, their decision was utterly rotten!”

Yang Ming raised an eyebrow slightly: “You rushed to see me just to distance yourself from this?”

“No, no, no,” Karmi hastily waved her hands, the jewelry on her jingling, “Someone like you is far beyond my reach, how could I ever think of harming you!”

“In that case, I can give you a chance to make amends.”

Yang Ming moved forward proactively, instinctively wanting to wrap his arm around Karmi’s neck, then realized she was a voluptuous mature woman and it was best not to have physical contact.

After all, he had a girlfriend.

Yang Ming lightly patted Karmi on the neck and said softly,

“Help me arrange a meeting with the leader of that gang, I’m going to stand guard at the Imperial Palace now, after work I’ll text you to arrange a meeting place, understand?”

“Yes, yes, Mr. Ming,” Karmi’s face was somewhat pale.

When Yang Ming’s palm patted her neck, Karmi felt the Grim Reaper kissing her nape.

That inexplicable fear drove her mind into chaos.

Yang Ming glanced at the somewhat nervous 026 and said indifferently, “And give this little one a raise and bonus, you being able to stand here today owes much to her efforts.”

026 hesitated to speak, but could only see Yang Ming’s back.

Karmi let out a long breath, almost collapsing to the ground.

“Those damned pigs! Have they got brain shrinkage! And now I have to suffer too!”

She began to complain endlessly, while 026 was a bit at a loss at the side.

When Yang Ming left the hotel, he raised his eyebrows slightly twice.

He faintly sensed someone was watching him.

Yang Ming feigned a casual glance at the opposite building, but the densely arrayed windows like fish scales made it hard for him to pinpoint a target.

“Lyu, did you sense it?”

Yang Ming muttered.

“I did not detect anything abnormal in the network of information, boss.”

Yang Ming glanced again at the building ahead and said in a low voice, “Keep constant surveillance on my car’s status, we must consider the possibility of the enemy using any means.”

“Boss, please first confirm the enemy’s parameters.”

Yang Ming thought for a moment: “Everyone except me.”

“Parameters set.”

…

On the way to the Imperial Palace, Yang Ming had a chat on the phone with Edwan.

Since the Third Prince had already made a move, any retaliatory action by Edwan would be justified.

In fact, Edwan’s counter-retaliation began last night, targeting the assistant who executed the [Break the Leg Plan].

Specific operations were executed by Edwan’s subordinates, mainly to investigate the opponent’s criminal records, directly arrest if anything was found, and fabricate some evidence for prosecution if nothing else was there.

These are common political maneuvers.

Yang Ming’s counter-retaliation was much simpler: he asked Edwan for a hundred-man guard team and a spacious warehouse, had the guard team gather at the warehouse waiting for his orders.

He couldn’t let the local gang with the peculiar name get away.

While clocking in at the Imperial Palace, Yang Ming was also a bit inattentive.

He lingered for a while at the training ground of the Fourth Regiment of the Close Guard, watching these Empire soldiers enthusiastically work out, then detoured to the Guard Army’s command post.

The matter Windsor mentioned earlier was quite concerning to Yang Ming.

—The Old Emperor might summon him during his shift.

Unfortunately, after spending an entire afternoon drinking tea with General Fremont, there was still no order from the Intelligent Machine Old Emperor, but he ended up having a quite congenial conversation with the old general.

At half-past six, he clocked out.

As soon as Yang Ming left the Imperial Palace, he received a message from Karmi.

She had already arranged a meeting with the gang management team of the Orange Coffee Sugar Gang, for tonight. They promised to address their differences in the most earnest manner.

Yang Ming pondered for half a minute, exchanged a few messages with Karmi.

Quickly, Karmi selected a nightclub she operated, and Yang Ming set the ‘appointment’ time for seven-thirty in the evening.

Subsequently, Yang Ming sent orders to the leader of the hundred-man guard team, instructing them to arrive near the nightclub at seven thirty-five, with all possible weapons.

He had never considered negotiating peace with the other side.

The engine’s roar of the ‘Beast’ grew increasingly ferocious, forewarning yet another chaotic battle tonight.

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Lyu reminded, “Boss, I suggest you inject a dose of Genetic Stabilization Liquid in advance. If you sustain long-term combat, your body will release an inducing factor, and when the biomarker concentration reaches a certain level, it will disrupt your nervous system.”

“Okay, my little housekeeper, you’re really thoughtful.”